Alright, what you're looking at is my motorcycle. I just sold this in February or early March of 2026. This is it on the guy's trailer. And this was my baby. I have many pictures of it. It was an awesome bike and I loved it. Did many custom things to it. Got a lot of compliments. But I just didn't ride it enough, you know. And I plan on traveling this year quite a bit. So I'm downsizing, selling a lot of things. But this was my bike. It's got a custom cam in it. The whole bike's been ran through, redone. It's a 1995 Dyno Wide Glide. Every possible thing on the bike has been updated, changed, you know, replaced. So it's like a brand new bike. It fires up, runs perfect, and very fast, very, very loud. And the funny thing is when I ride this bike, it's like everywhere I go, the women just like are like screaming like, oh, there's that guy. There's that guy. Oh, we love you. Like can we ride on the bike? oh it's such a cool bike like ladies ladies relax there's plenty of me to go around no big deal um all jokes aside uh there's not plenty of me to go around there's only one so they had to make some tough decisions but yeah sold this bike the market was kind of low on Harley's but I got full price I actually asked higher than average and I got my price so what more can you ask for, but uh that's That's my old bike.

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